Oluyimba 1
1 Oluyimba lwa Sulemaani olusinga ennyimba zonna.
The song of songs, which is Solomon's.
2 Leka annywegere n’emimwa gye kubanga okwagala kwo kusinga envinnyo,
Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth; For thy love is better than wine.
3 n’amafuta go gawunya akaloosa akalungi; erinnya lyo liri ng’amafuta agattululwa, era abawala kyebava bakwagala.
Thine ointments savour sweetly; Thy name is an ointment poured forth: Therefore do the virgins love thee.
4 Baako ne gy’ontwala, yanguwa! Kabaka ansembezezza kumpi nnyo antutte mu bisenge bye. Abemikwano Tunaasanyuka ne tukujagulizaamu; era tunaatendereza okwagala kwo okusinga envinnyo. Omwagalwa Nga batuufu okukwegomba!
Draw me, we will run after thee! — The king hath brought me into his chambers — We will be glad and rejoice in thee, We will remember thy love more than wine. They love thee uprightly.
5 Ndi muddugavu, ndi mulungi, Mmwe abawala ba Yerusaalemi muli ng’eweema ez’e Kedali, era ng’entimbe za Sulemaani.
I am black, but comely, daughters of Jerusalem, As the tents of Kedar, As the curtains of Solomon.
6 Temuntunuulira kubanga ndi muddugavu, olw’okuba omusana gunjokezza. Batabani ba mmange baansunguwalira; ne bandagira okukuuma ennimiro ez’emizabbibu. Ennimiro yange ngigayaaliridde.
Look not upon me, because I am black; Because the sun hath looked upon me. My mother's children were angry with me: They made me keeper of the vineyards; Mine own vineyard have I not kept.
7 Ntegeeza ggwe gwe njagala, gy’oliisiza ekisibo kyo, ne gy’owumuliza endiga zo mu ssaawa ez’omu ttuntu. Lwaki mbeera ng’omukazi eyeebisse amaaso nga nninaanye ebisibo eby’abanywanyi bo?
Tell me, thou whom my soul loveth, Where thou feedest [thy flock], Where thou makest it to rest at noon; For why should I be as one veiled Beside the flocks of thy companions?
8 Bw’oba nga tomanyi, ggwe omukyala asinga bonna obulungi, goberera ekkubo endiga lye zikutte, ogende oliisize embuzi zo ento, okumpi n’eweema z’abasumba.
If thou know not, thou fairest among women, Go thy way forth by the footsteps of the flock, And feed thy kids beside the shepherds' booths.
9 Omwagalwa wange, nkugeraageranya n’embalaasi esika amagaali ga Falaawo.
I compare thee, my love, To a steed in Pharaoh's chariots.
10 Amatama go galabika bulungi ng’oyambadde ebikomo eby’oku matu, n’ensingo yo nerabika bulungi ng’erimu eby’omu bulago eby’omuwendo.
Thy cheeks are comely with bead-rows, Thy neck with ornamental chains.
11 Tunaakukolera eby’oku matu ebya zaabu, nga birina amapeesa aga ffeeza.
We will make thee bead-rows of gold With studs of silver.
12 Kabaka bwe yali ng’atudde ku mmeeza ye, akawoowo kange ne kamuwunyira bulungi.
While the king is at his table, My spikenard sendeth forth its fragrance.
13 Muganzi wange ali ng’ensawo eya kaloosa aka mooli gye ndi, ng’awummulidde mu kifuba kyange.
A bundle of myrrh is my beloved unto me; He shall pass the night between my breasts.
14 Muganzi wange ali ng’ekiganda eky’ebimuli ebya kofera ebivudde mu nnimiro ez’emizabbibu ez’e Engedi.
My beloved is unto me a cluster of henna-flowers In the vineyards of Engedi.
15 Laba, oli mubalagavu, omwagalwa wange oli mubalagavu olabika bulungi. Amaaso go mayiba.
Behold, thou art fair, my love; Behold, thou art fair: thine eyes are doves.
16 Olabika bulungi muganzi wange, era onsanyusa. Ekitanda kyaffe kya muddo muto.
Behold, thou art fair, my beloved, yea, pleasant; Also our bed is green.
17 Emikiikiro gy’ennyumba yaffe mivule, n’enzooba zaffe nkanaga.
The beams of our houses are cedars, Our rafters are cypresses.
